Single rose on a coffin
soon to become compost
a grave never visited
worn-away headstone.
seemingly forgotten
but living on all too well
rose turned to compost
brain turned to liquid
spirit living on
tormenting the convicted.
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Author:
NinjaGirl (
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Comments3
Hard, powerful. Very nicely written. Well done. Very nice imagery in this poem
Thank you so much for reading and commenting!
Powerful
Thank you!
You're welcome
Wow. Just
wow! I mean it. Speechless.
And my goodness, you have been missed my friend. This poem is not only brilliantly, hauntingly beautiful...
It is a sight for sore eyes as well! Hope all is well, dear NinjaPoet! 🌹👏 A fave!
Thank you so much! I'm back for now..I hope!
Yay! I hope so too! You are most welcome, my friend!
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